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| 1. |
| 4:13 | 
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You're one with the burdon of intuition.
You're one with the freedom of a blank stare. You're one with the best friend you lost, You wish was still there. You're one with the dust on that old piano. You're one with the strings on your new guitar. You're one with the wind through the open window, You are. It was a faint line that brought you here, And a pulse that kept you in time. It was the comfort of a tradition, Like the few that were not that kind. It's a shame now, baby, you can't see yourself, And everything you're running from. And it's the same world, honey, that has brought You down, As the one that's gonna pick you up. And pick you up. You're one with the echos of conversation. You're one with the strangers you overheard. You're one with the lesson that was the best one you learned. It was a faint line that brought you here, And a pulse that kept you in time. It was the comfort of a tradition, Like the few that were not that kind. It's a shame now, baby, you can't see yourself, And everything you're running from. And it's the same world, honey, that has brought You down, As the one that's gonna pick you up. And pick you up. It was a long, dark, sleepy morning walk. You fell down, case and point. It was a good start. It was a good start. It was a long, dark, sleepy morning walk. You fell down, case and point. It was a good start. It was a good start. It's a shame now, baby, you can't see yourself, And everything you're running from. And it's the same world, honey, that has brought You down, As the one that's gonna pick you up. And it's a shame now, baby, you can't separate Yourself from where you stood. And it's the same world, honey, that made you feel so bad, That makes you feel so good. Feel so good. |
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| 2. |
| 3:11 |
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I made my place by the door.
I didn't know what I was waiting for. Felt just like home. Except no grass, no yard, no pictures. I could see across to the park. And there were friends, they were laughing hard. They looked just like my home. With no face, no name, no voice I'd know. I finally made it. I made a clean getaway. I finally made it. I made a clean getaway. I met someone at the bar. He had a great smile and a great heart. He felt just like love. Except no fear of losing, and it wasn't tough. I finally made it. I made a clean getaway. I finally made it. I made a clean getaway. And I miss you, I miss you every single day. |
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| 3. |
| 2:35 |
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She's got a rich sense of style,
A believable smile. I don't. She paints colors on her eyes, To cast a shadow of surprise. I don't. She doesn't know I know about her. I just smile back when she waves. (I could never do the same) She keeps a spotless place, She has selective taste. I don't. She'll find out where you are, She'll send you birthday cards. I won't. She doesn't know I know about her. I'll just smile back when she waves. (I could never do the same) She doesn't know I know about her. I'll just smile back when she waves. (I could never do the same) |
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| 4. |
| 4:45 |
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I saw the devil in a dream.
He wore a three-piece suit and was smiling. He promised every living thing to me. And when the land was all despair. He made water spring from everywhere. Until the black hills turned back to green. And then heat was tipping and smoke was spilling They poured out into the street. And I was frightened by my fearlessness to be Engulfed by everything. And what I knew, was left behind. There were no stars, or a wish, to find. And there was nothing in my clenching fist, And I just can't wait for tomorrow, Cause I will let go- Just ask me. I saw the devil in a dream. He wore faded jeans, and was smiling. He promised every living thing to me. And when a soul was in despair, He made confetti fall from everywhere, Until the restless eyes go back to sleep. And then minds were tipping and thoughts were Spilling, They poured out into the street. And I was frightened by my fearlessness to be Drowned by everything. And what I knew, was left behind. There were no stars, or a wish, to find. And there was nothing in my clenching fist, And I just can't wait for tomorrow, Cause I will let go- Just ask me. And what I knew, was left behind. There were no stars, or a wish, to find. And there was nothing in my clenching fist, And I just can't wait for tomorrow, Cause I will let go- Just ask me. |
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| 5. |
| 5:10 |
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There's some things she needs to verify.
Could you bring forth an alibi? Cause she was always inbetween the jury and the Attorney. You give an ultimatem, and he will decline. And he was undecided most of the time. And he was always inbetween his life and a movie Scene. And the weight of our words is what we don't Understand. All the tests and the parts of every woman and Every man. So with dignity and grace, All you have to raise All the things in your mind that we Play, and we play, and we play. The things that made you cry That you forgave, let go by, Or you will push the one you love out of your Life. And there was always something she had to plan She's always looking down in her left hand She was always inbetween her life and her Childhood dream. And there was always something he had to mend. You give a rule, you give him something to bend. And he was always inbetween his word and what His word means. And the weight of our words is what we don't Understand. All the tests and the parts of every woman and every man. So with loyalty embraced, All you have to sustain All the things in your mind, That will change they will change. The things that made you lie, You want to forget and let go by. You will push the one you love out of your life. So with dignity and grace, All you have to raise All the things in your mind that we Play, they replay, they replay. The things that made you cry That you forgave, let go by, Or you will push the one you love out of your Life. |
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| 6. |
| 4:19 |
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The music stopped
You watch the people walk away Your eyes reflected light that shone down from the stained glass windowpane Now we could talk But the words would come out wrong And there is no black or white But still, we just move on And you're never gonna be the same from this moment you'll rise to a height only gained by a compromise share the glimpse of a new beginning And now you've changed But just a small part of me believes this And you will stay But just a small part of me believes this And for good luck, we wear three keys to keep life prosperous There's a looming shadow that stands before us And what was lost Was the reason to believe And the innocence and the will to retrieve it And you're never gonna be the same from this moment you'll rise to a height only gained by a compromise Share the glimpse of a new beginning And you're never gonna be the same from this moment you'll rise to a height only gained by a compromise Share the glimpse of a new beginning And now you've changed But just a small part of me believes this And you will stay But just a small part of me believes this And just a small part of me believes this And just a small part of me believes this And just a small part of me believes this |
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| 7. |
| 3:25 |
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Nonstop talk
It's eleven o'clock There's a line coming out the door I'm not feeling it But I swore I'd go Thrift shop Rock a little light on a cock All the kids screaming out for more I'm not getting it I'd swear I've been here before How can you rap For all that sunset? The sequin still isn't done And I'd like to know You get me Third full sip (?) Off the straight line tip Just one now, but I want more Another, promise me Thrown out the door Through a bloodshot haze Watch the day get paid Find a friend, ask him take me home And could you stay awhile Now I can't be alone How can you rap For all that sunset? The sequin still isn't done And I'd like to know You get me How can you rap For all that sunset? The sequin still isn't done yet I'd like to know You get me |
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| 8. |
| 2:54 |
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If you listen to the stream
You may get thirsty If you watch the dying tree You may feel weak But don't you feel sorry Don't you get worried Please don't at all Don't you take pity It's my own fault If you watch the t.v. screen You may feel hollow If you hear the wedding vows You may feel drunk But don't you feel sorry Don't you get worried Please don't at all Don't you take pity It's my own fault And there are better days Then i'm on my way Just follow the headlight And don't you feel sorry Don't you get worried Please don't at all Don't you take pity It's my own fault And no, don't you feel sorry Don't you get worried Please don't at all Don't you take pity It's my own fault |
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| 9. |
| 3:58 |
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Fell down from your haven.
To an empire cityscape. Someone asked him for directions. He would always know the way. Offer you his raincoat. Let you hide under his hat. If you can't walk from whiskey. He'll just throw you on his back. And then away you'll go. Through the crowd gathered below. To the spinning wheels. Of your mobile home. And he'll watch you sleep. Like a guardian angel. Stays inside the music. Sometimes steps outside the law. Always in the name of justice. Still believes in the lost cause. Distract you with a story. Always tries to make you laugh. He brings people together. Like Gertrude Stein and Mama Cass. And he says, "My friends are yours, This town's full of open doors To the sold-out shows, Eighth bungalows, And the lonesome smokes, In this tiny studio." Always finds a muse. Everywhere he goes. Whether it's the blues. Or some abandoned showtune. Learned how to be selfless, How to love what wasn't there, But never dwell upon it. Just embrace what's everywhere. People busking in the subway. Mc's freestyle in the park. Heard a kid from martha's vineyard, Made him turn around his car. And away he goes To the local radio Saying, "What's that sound? I'd like to know, And this might sound strange, But I just can't let it go." Guess every sinner needs a saint. Guess every sinner needs a saint. Guess every sinner needs a saint. Says everybody is the same. |
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| 10. |
| 2:49 |
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I never said that it was mine
I was just holding it If i was lonely all this time Well, i didn't know it And if i tried too hard I'd probably blow it The rest is just a guess If it's all just luck It was tough enough If we lost some time Then we'll make it up, up I never said that it was time I was just hoping it If i was always on your mind Well, you didn't show it But when i'd shut my eyes You'd always know it The rest could be the best And if it's all just luck It was tough enough If we lost some time Then we'll make it up, up And a heart that grieves Gets lost in everything And a heart in need Finds hope in anything If it's all just luck It was tough enough And if we lost some time Then we'll make it up, up If we lost some time Then we'll make it up, up We lost some time Now we're making it up, up |
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| 11. |
| 1:12 |
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Lynn Teet-ER FLOWer, Lynn TEET-er Flow-er, Lynn Teet-er FLOWer, LYY-YY-yy-yyn Teet-er Flowerrrrr.
(snap, snap, snap) Lynn Teet-er Flow-er, Lynn Teet-er Flow-er. Lynn Teet-er Flow-ER, LYNN Teet-er FLOW-ER. LYNN Teeter Flower. Flower. Lynn. Lynn. Lynn. Teet-er Teet-er Teet-er Teet-er Teet-er Flower. Lynn. Lynn. Teeter Flow-er. LYNN. LYNN TEET-er FLOW-er. Lynn, Lynn Teet-er Flow-werrrrrr. Maria: "We're gonna have some more tunes and um, and we're NOT gonna stop!" Mr. Taylor: "Let's stop and listen to that." Maria: "Ok. Uh, wha... what?" Mr. Taylor: "Let's just stop for now. We'll do it again later on." Maria: "Oh. We're stoppin, Momma." Mr. Taylor: "I think we've gotta hit there." Maria: "We'll do it later on." Mr Taylor: "Let's take a listen on that one." Maria: "Yah." Mr Taylor: "Maria's a blues singer. I just knew it all along." |
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